If the orc could grab Clara, he would literally tear her in half. The ninja dove and rolled away, standing, ready for the next attack.

She did not wait long. The orc with the bun came at her wielding two blades, having picked up the sword his compatriot had thrown aside. The ninja jumped to one side, dodging the first swipe and deflecting the next. Then she made a counter attack of her own, cutting free tendons behind the beast’s knee as he rumbled past. He roared and stumbled to the ground, his knee giving out beneath his massive weight.